54th Rule, Repaying the Favor to Flora Who Helped in the Miraculous Moment (2) ★Toilet★
Next day.
"Miss, you have lectures starting from this morning—."
*Smack*♡.
Raven, who had come to pick up Ruby, froze at the sight of us and trailed off mid-sentence. Then she started glaring at me with a murderous look.
So, here's the situation.
'Before I go to Flora's, can you just hug me once?'
It all started when Ruby, who had woken up early that morning and started whining for a hug while straddling my stomach, suddenly demanded one. I had merely placed my hands on her slender, delicate back at her request as her master.
But then Ruby's eyes turned into hearts, she planted a desperate kiss on me, and shoved both my hands into her panties, forcing me to grip her soft, squishy ass cheeks tightly.
I get what that glare from Raven means, but if you think about it, I'm the real victim here...
Anyway, no point explaining it out loud—she wouldn't buy it. So I swallowed my excuses and kept kneading Ruby's plump, jiggly ass purely out of necessity.
Raven, ignored by Ruby, let out a deep sigh and said to her,
"Please get up, miss. You have a packed schedule today. And after school, you have treatment."
At the word "treatment," Ruby stopped her clumsy tongue play and opened her eyes.
She widened them in surprise, then made a wistful, sad face.
"You promised to diligently get treatment so you wouldn't have to be separated from him. If the schedule gets delayed, treatment will be difficult."
*Smack*♡.
Unable to withstand Raven's gaze, Ruby slowly peeled her sticky lips away and gently lifted her hips.
"Yeah..."
Even with drool all over her mouth, Ruby maintained her heavenly cuteness as she regretfully squeezed my hand one last time and got up.
I waved with a bittersweet smile as Ruby, draped in Raven's jacket, walked out with lonely steps.
She stopped, looked back at me, and whispered with eyes full of resolve.
"I'll... do my best with treatment even if it's hard... You'll cheer me on, right?"
I nodded, imagining a healthy Ruby throwing herself into my arms.
"Fighting!"
Ruby nodded with a flushed face, muttering "Yeah, fighting" to steel herself, then left the room with Raven.
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Yawn~.
It was quiet. Only the chirping of birds outside the window echoed softly in the warm room.
Man, I can't remember the last time I felt this kind of stillness.
Even though this was the staff dormitory,
there were no sounds of water flushing next door, no staff girls chattering, not even the explicit squelching from succubi dropping their pants to sexually harass me right in front of my face.
No Catalina forcing me to give her a morning blowjob every dawn. And...
No Amelia, who had cared for me with her gentle smile...
They were gone now.
·····.
"A month-long vacation, was it?"
Missing Amelia's warm, sweet-scented embrace, I grabbed her black thong from the secret panty collection box I'd snuck from the bathroom when packing up.
—Hey, Toilet-kun~. When a girl gives a guy her panties, it means she's that close and special to him~.
Her teasing voice echoed in my ears like a hallucination.
*Sniff sniff*.
The scent had faded a lot, but faint traces of Amelia's body odor still lingered in the fibers.
Sniffing the fabric against my nose just made me miss her more.
Her sly, fox-like teasing that always put me in awkward spots. And her pitiful sight, bound in the stroller, tears streaming down her face.
"Will she... come back?"
Suddenly, anxiety hit me that Amelia might quit for good.
She'd suffered horrors from Milky. Nearly had her personality erased while strapped in that stroller.
It'd be weird if she could just go back to work like nothing happened.
Sure, conditions had improved beyond compare, but my chest felt empty.
Because Amelia wasn't here anymore.
As I closed my eyes, reminiscing about the devoted care she'd given me,
bzzzzzz—.
A sudden vibration from the bedside table without warning.
I jumped out of bed, grabbed my smartphone, and checked the caller.
Unknown number.
"·····Who is it?"
The only ones who knew this number were Ruby, Marin... and Amelia?
!
Could it be Amelia? I hurriedly hit accept and pressed it to my ear.
"H-Hello?"
"Y-Yeah, you doin' alright?"
"·····."
Who the hell? Amelia's voice is soft, half air, half sound.
Ruby doesn't speak that forcefully either. And from the tone, it's not Marin...
"You're sharper than I thought? Asking for help through my camera even in that heart-stopping mess."
"·····Miss Flora?"
"Kukuku, still as oblivious as ever."
"·····How did you even get my number?"
"Amelia wasn't picking up, so I asked Ruby. She said this is your direct line—call here if the slave needs to say something. And starting today, I'm your owner."
Not wrong, technically.
This number connects straight to me. Amelia not answering...
And the fact that I have to serve Flora devotedly from today.
"Anyway, got nothing to say to me?"
"Something to say?"
What? Did she just now realize I quit CasCat?
Tough luck. The second you showed your true colors, I succeeded in that infamous withdrawal. CasCat escape is all about IQ! Too late to cling now~.
"Haha, look at this ungrateful punk. I saved your life, y'know."
·····Ah, that's what she means.
She's talking about how Flora shared the situation with Ruby and Marin in that desperate moment, saving my skin.
If she'd ignored my plea through her camera, I'd be tormented by guilt over erasing Amelia's personality myself right now.
Flora really is my lifesaver. I should be grateful a hundred, a thousand times over.
But why?
Why does it feel like this woman is blatantly expecting something?
Even knowing that uneasy premonition, I had no choice. I bowed my invisible head and expressed my sincere thanks.
"Thank you. Thanks to you, miss, everything worked out."
As if she'd been waiting for this exact moment, Flora let out a sinister "Kuhihi~." without hesitation.
"Ahem! So, since I'm your lifesaver now! How 'bout a chance to repay the favor to your CasCat?"
Aaah, I hate that. That raspy voice dripping with obvious intent.
Should've found another way. I hated myself for only thinking of Flora when Milky grabbed me.
But it was inevitable. I waited for Flora's response over the line.
But she said nothing more, no matter how long I waited.
Click.
The call suddenly cut off.
Knock knock knock.
Then, out of nowhere, someone knocked on the firmly shut door.
My heart dropped as I frantically shoved Amelia's panties and the box under the bed.
"Wh-Who is it?"
"Brought breakfast~." came the reply from the mysterious woman.
The moment I realized it was the fake idol voice from TV, the door swung open.
As if hiding her identity, a purple-haired woman in a thick French coat covering her face and body wheeled in a three-tier cart loaded with a dog bowl and mystery bags.
"What the hell is that getup... Miss Flora..."
Too absurd to process, I blurted it out. Flora, dripping sweat on the floor and panting heavily, pulled down her face-covering scarf.
"Don't sweat it. Just avoiding the other staff's eyes~."
*Wink*~☆.
·····.
Well, the fact that she—a woman—is dodging female staff surveillance is already all kinds of wrong...
